Tuesday, 17 August 2010

Empty melancholy.


I walked across the meadow to the empty hole that Michael has left behind and found the two oak planks he had used to level his camping van.

If I pick them up and return them to the cellar will I have to accept that he has left?

If I leave them there might he return and park on them again?

Must summer finish ?

Must life……..(i’d better not go there).

4 comments:

Mary said...

Sounds like you and Michael had a great visit -- he's brought forward some great memories. Why not channel some of the melacholic energy into writing a bit about The Magnificent Seven?

Mx

Anonymous said...

Each space is a place x tho I too will miss Michael and the calm energy which embued the stories - my plumber also a Mulkerrin very nice but I wish someone would finish the job x

popps said...

Safanonymous - i think you are offering me wisdom here "each space is a place" please develop.

popps said...

Thanks for the suggestion Mary, by the way tonight he is sitting in a hot spring in the mountains en route to Spain.